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After Shangguan Qi was defeated, there was silence on the field and no one dared to challenge Bai Bing on stage.

At the same time, the battles on the other two platforms became increasingly fierce and reached a stalemate.

The newly appeared woman from the State of Yan was named Jinzhu. The single golden ring in her hand split into eight in the blink of an eye. The rings floated in the air and connected to each other, making a buzzing sound and attacking Chu Ci directly.

This woman is quite similar to Ji Xun, whom Chu Ci met before in Wulong Village, but Jinzhu is using a magic weapon, whose power far exceeds the spiritual weapon in Ji Xun's hand.

The eight golden halos connected head to tail like a giant dragon, with great momentum. Facing such a powerful enemy, Chu Ci did not dare to neglect it, and immediately took out a sharp sword and launched a tentative attack.

This long sword was forged from golden immortal black iron and was extremely hard. It struck the first golden ring with the force of thunder. There was a crisp "crack" sound and the first golden ring was knocked away.

However, this golden ring did not lead the series of golden rings behind it to fly away. Instead, it automatically broke away from the sequence in an instant, and the second ring following closely behind it approached rapidly.

Accompanied by another crisp "clang" sound, the second ring also detached itself after the impact and rushed away into the distance.

By the time it came into contact with the third ring, the sword's power had already diminished by more than half. It was hit hard by the ring and rolled down onto the platform.

Almost at the same time, the first and second rings that had been repelled automatically returned to the queue and quickly merged into one.

Chu Ci had already understood the ring's attack pattern by now, and as he retreated, the spiritual power in his body surged, and he summoned four long swords in an instant.

In fact, with Chu Ci's strength, if he summoned 24 long swords at once, he would surely win easily, but he felt that it was unnecessary, and only these few long swords were enough to defeat the enemy.

Four long swords were lined up in a row. The first long sword that took the brunt of the attack successfully knocked away the first two rings and quickly retreated. The second long sword followed closely behind...

In this way, the four swords took turns in an orderly manner and firmly controlled all the rings.

Seeing this, Jinzhu quickly waved his hands in the air and cast several spells in succession.

The eight rings automatically dispersed as if they had received some kind of instruction, and rushed towards eight different directions, eventually forming a tight encirclement that trapped Chu Ci firmly inside.

Four of the rings entangled Chu Ci's sword, while the other four rings circled around Chu Ci's body like nimble fish, as if looking for his flaws and ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Chu Ci discovered that when the eight rings separated, Jinzhu's expression became extremely focused, and his hands were dancing non-stop. It was obviously not easy to control eight magic weapons at the same time, and the difficulty was much greater than controlling one as a whole before.

While Jinzhu was concentrating, Chuci secretly made plans in his mind and decided to surprise the other party.

As soon as he thought about it, the long sword that had been knocked down suddenly moved. It first slowly rose from the ground, and then quietly and silently approached the golden bead.

If Chu Ci did not possess powerful spiritual power and divine consciousness, he would not have had the time to distract himself from controlling the fifth long sword in such a tense and fierce battle. However, he did it very secretly and did not alert Jin Zhu at all.

When the sword flew close enough to the golden bead, it suddenly made a low sound of breaking through the air and shot towards the golden bead at an astonishing speed.

"Ah!" Jinzhu was concentrating on controlling the ring and had no idea that the sword was approaching within three feet of him.

By the time she realized it, the tip of the sword was already at her throat, and it was too late.

Faced with such a close and deadly threat, Jinzhu was horrified and truly felt the coming of death.

At this critical moment of life and death, she had no choice but to use all her spiritual power and raise her hands with all her strength to try to stop it.

Buzz...The long sword suddenly stopped only half a foot away from Jinzhu's throat. The inertia caused by the sudden stop caused the sword body to tremble violently, constantly emitting a low buzzing sound.

At the same time, the eight rings that Jinzhu originally controlled instantly lost their spiritual support and fell to the ground with a clang.

At this moment, she was only thinking about blocking the fatal sword and had no time to continue controlling the ring.

Jinzhu was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, believing that she could not escape her fate.

However, as time passed, the expected severe pain did not come.

After a long time, Jinzhu finally mustered up the courage to slowly open her eyes. When she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

"I...I..." Jinzhu's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chu Ci's mouth curled up slightly. With a thought in his mind, the flying sword in the air flew back rapidly as if it had received an order, and was steadily taken into his body.

Jin Zhu just woke up from her dream at this moment, and looked at Chu Ci in astonishment. It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

She took a deep breath, bowed to Chu Ci and said:

"Thank you for showing mercy, I admit defeat this time."

After saying that, Jinzhu waved her hand, and the eight rings that were originally scattered on the ground instantly merged into one and automatically flew back to her hand.

After doing all this, Jinzhu turned around silently and walked down the platform.

By this point, the monks from the State of Yan had lost three matches in a row on platform No. 2, and there were only two monks, a man and a woman, left on the platform.

After the two of them whispered for a while, the woman flew towards Chu Ci resolutely.

Taking advantage of this free time, Chu Ci turned and looked at platform No. 3.

The two people who were fighting fiercely on the platform attracted his attention. One of them was a shirtless sturdy man with torn muscles and a strong and powerful figure, but he was fighting with only a pair of bare hands.

The man who fought with him was wearing a pure white Taoist robe, with the sleeves fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth.

This person's robe was covered with dense and strange characters, and he held a pitch-black brush in his hand. Obviously, this was his magic weapon.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner. However, Chu Ci keenly noticed that the aura of the strong and sturdy body cultivator from Zhao State was gradually becoming unstable, and seemed to have reached its limit.

If the situation continues to develop in this way, the competition will probably end with the victory of the cultivators from Zhenwu Kingdom.

In the stands, there was one person left from each of the Zhao and Zhenwu countries. On the Zhao side sat a masked monk in a black robe, while the last person on the Zhenwu side was Shen Sanlang.

Before Chu Ci could observe carefully, the female cultivator from Yan State leapt onto the platform as lightly as a bird.

She was wearing a bright red dress, and even her hair was as red as flames. She stretched out her hand and waved it, and dozens of red threads quickly spread out from her hand like spirit snakes.

The speed of these thin lines was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, they covered the entire platform and swept towards Chu Ci from all directions.